"He rang me up," Tucker recalled, "and said, 'Soph! Soph! I just married myself a twenty-year old girl. What do you think of that?'
"I said to him, 'Ernie, when I am eighty I shall marry me a twenty-year old boy. And let me tell you something Ernie: Twenty goes into eighty a helluva lot more than eighty goes into twenty!"